"Bothering me?" Angelika looked around, and when Iren said something about a god her eyes got big and she nearly dropped the book. "What like-a god-god? Shouldn't you be more worried about the inquisition than me? Was I insulting Him with my prayers to another.." Well, the Divine wasn't what she should pray to anymore, but habit was hard to break.

Angelika turned and bowed to the small shrine. "Sorry your Lordship, forgive me my trespassing." As polite and formal as she could manage, before she turned back to Iren. "I'll try not to agitate your divinity ma'am." Wait, was that the correct term? "Um, Priestess?"